Chapter 69: Just a Random Answer?
Lu Shangjin glanced at the man who was sitting on his reception sofa and smoking a cigarette and gave a light chuckle. “Chengzhou and the others are coming too. They want to ask about the old grandmother’s condition.”
Gu Mang didn’t mind. “Ask Jiang Shenyuan yourself. If he agrees, I’m fine with it.”
“Alright.”
After hanging up the phone, Gu Mang unwrapped a lollipop, put it in her mouth, and started to do her homework. The teacher had been giving out more and more papers to do. Meng Jinyang could barely keep up so Gu Mang had no choice but to copy her answers.
There were a few questions that Meng Jinyang had left blank. Gu Mang filled in the blanks with her own answers.
Lu Yang was copying as well. Seeing Gu Mang doing that the corner of his eyes twitched. “Sister Mang, are you just writing random answers?”
Gu Mang stopped writing, looked up, her eyebrow tilted up. Her beautiful eyes were clear and cool. The blacks and whites were very pure. They were especially beautiful and also dangerous.
The angled corner of her lips gave an ambiguous smile. Drawing closer to him, she said in a casual, soft and slow manner, “Do you still want to copy?”
Lu Yang’s eyes met with her dark gaze. His heart shuddered, his eyelashes quivered, and he lowered his head to write furiously. “Copy, copy…”
The tips of his ears quickly turned red.
…
After two periods of class in the afternoon, the whole school started cleaning. In the square in front of the school complex, the sports teacher was drawing out the positions for each class. The staff was setting up a desk for collecting signatures as well as the LED screen.
There was a long red carpet in front of the stage. There was an inflatable arch across the middle of the red carpet with words hanging on it: The door to success. The first assembly for the Year Threes was an important school event.
At the Student Union meeting.
Lu Yi was the chairman of the Student Union. They were looking at the powerpoint that was to be used for tomorrow’s assembly.
There were slides for Ming City High School’s history, admission rates for graduating students for the previous Year Three’s university entrance exams, records of top scoring students in university entrance exams, the honor roll of university entrance exams, and also the final blessings and encouragement they had for the current Year Threes.
Ruan Qingqing glanced at the USB drive inserted in the laptop and she squinted.
She smiled and asked, “Lu Yi, who will be in charge of the computer while the Year Threes go up to sign?”
Lu Yi was expressionless as he said mildly, “Cai Jiaming.”
Cai Jiaming was a student of Year Two and also the vice chairman of the Student Union.
Ruan Qingqing drawled her response, “Ohhh.”
“The powerpoint is pretty much done. You can show this to the Level Head. I’ll get going first.” Lu Yi handed the USB drive to Ruan Qingqing, got up, and walked out.
Ever since the monthly test’s results came out, Lu Yi had been in a bad mood and always looked gloomy. She had started to care less about Student Union matters and spent more of her free time studying.
Ruan Qingqing looked down, clutched the USB drive in her hands, and pursed her lips.
…
After school.
Lu Yang saw Gu Mang and Meng Jinyang walking out of the school gate. “Sister Mang, are you going to eat outside with Jinyang?”
Gu Mang said nothing as she looked at the black SUV parked opposite the school gate.
A man sat in the back seat, facing forward. His nose was high, his lips cool and thin, and his eyes gave a distant feeling.
The sleeves of his black shirt were folded up, his arm languidly rested on the car window, and his clean and long fingers held a cigarette.
In the driver’s seat and front passenger seat were Qin Fang and He Yidu.
Lu Yang followed Gu Mang’s gaze and stared with eyes widened in surprise. “Third Brother?”
Lu Chengzhou saw the familiar figure, put out the cigarette in the car’s ashtray, and opened the car door.
He was 1.8 meters tall with long, straight legs. Two of his shirt buttons were unbuttoned, revealing his collarbone in an unruly way.
With one hand in his pocket, he walked towards Gu Mang.
